I can close my door
And I am in my world.
Reality can torment no more.
In my daily affirmation
My world becomes real,
And gives me new determination.
My fantasy and my reality
Merge to a kind of happiness
That brings with it totality.
It was my today; long ago,
Now they call it retro.
What happened to our dreams,
Our utopian schemes?
Did we let go of them
And let the vision grow dim?
Is it too late to retrieve
The dreams we had to leave?
I cannot let my memories die
Hold on! lest they fly.
Silence,
so quiet you can hear it.
Silence,
so strong you can feel it.
Silence,
so complete you are lost in it.
Silence,
so overpowering, yet, easily destroyed.
Silence,
gone with just a whisper.
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